On Entering This World Our

Education Alone Can Conduct Us To That Enjoyment Which Is, At Once, Best In Quality And Infinite In Quantity.

Republics, One After Another . . . Have Perished From A Want Of Intelligence And Virtue In The Masses Of The People. . . .

Thank Heaven, The Female Heart Is Untenantable By Atheism.

Much That We Call Evil Is Really Good In Disguises; And We Should Not Quarrel Rashly With Adversities Not Yet Understood, Nor Overlook The Mercies Often Bound Up In Them.

Good Books Are To The Young Mind What The Warming Sun And The Refreshing Rain Of Spring Are To The Seeds Which Have Lain Dormant In The Frosts Of Winter. They Are More, For They May Save From That Which Is Worse Than Death, As Well As Bless With That Which Is Better Than Life.